Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Better Lift
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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hiding from the rain
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.plato
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
i love it here
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
currently
as in
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything